Category Archives: Indoor Running

My January Thaw.

It’s a not so aptly named blog post title, I know. In fact, we are deep in the thick of winter. The temperatures haven’t even gotten close to zero the past 5 days. We aren’t even close to any type of thaw, but for me personally, it is has been just that. I’m thawing out. I’m learning to cut loose a little bit. I’m trying not to be so anal about my running.

By George, I Think She’s Got It!

Light Bulb Moment

And just like that…

It’s what they call a “light bulb moment”.

It happens in an instant, in the blink of an eye, the flip of a switch, like it was there the entire time. I just couldn’t see it.

Or, perhaps I just turned the light off because I didn’t want to see it.

Confused? Me too. Let me try to explain.

By George, I Think She's Got It!

Light Bulb Moment

And just like that…

It’s what they call a “light bulb moment”.

It happens in an instant, in the blink of an eye, the flip of a switch, like it was there the entire time. I just couldn’t see it.

Or, perhaps I just turned the light off because I didn’t want to see it.

Confused? Me too. Let me try to explain.

I’m Baaaaaaaaaaaack!

It’s darn near miraculous. Honest to goodness. I’m still pinching myself, because in the blink of an eye…and knock on wood…I’m back!

Sound crazy? I’ll piece it together for you.

Friday was my PT appointment. If I can tell you what a God awful morning it was. Things on the home front were not good. I hadn’t run for 9 days, yet still was miserable as hell. My leg would not stop complaining. I was not looking forward to what might be said at that appointment, yet at the same time, I needed some kind of reassurance.

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaack!

It’s darn near miraculous. Honest to goodness. I’m still pinching myself, because in the blink of an eye…and knock on wood…I’m back!

Sound crazy? I’ll piece it together for you.

Friday was my PT appointment. If I can tell you what a God awful morning it was. Things on the home front were not good. I hadn’t run for 9 days, yet still was miserable as hell. My leg would not stop complaining. I was not looking forward to what might be said at that appointment, yet at the same time, I needed some kind of reassurance.